The next day, Zhu morning woke up when the sun was rising. As soon as she went out, she found that her dinner yesterday had been burnt by the fire.

Zhuchen was heartbroken. After all, it was everyone's wish and it was precious food.

She was cleaning bamboo poles by the well when Feng Changyin came mysteriously.

Zhuchen saw his eyes slightly bruised and dull, and asked, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Feng Changyin squatted on the ground and asked: "Senior sister, were you the one who put the quilt on me last night?"

Zhuchen said: "How can I be so free? Besides, it was too hot yesterday!"

"Yes, it was too hot yesterday!" Feng Changyin said with a bitter face, "Then who went to my house last night?"

Zhuchen recalled half of the face he saw in his sleep last night, and said uncertainly: "Master?"

"How is that possible!" Feng Changyin laughed, "Master covers someone with a quilt? It's impossible for Master to even cover a dead person with a piece of white cloth!"

Zhuchen: "..." This young boy is not very young, but he is really courageous.

Not far away, she saw Yue Xing walking out of the house with empty steps. He looked as sluggish as Feng Changyin, and pointed out: "Just ask your uncle, you must have been cared for last night."

Feng Changyin raised his hand and called Yue Xing to come over.

He asked: "Uncle Master, was it you who put the quilt on me last night?"

Little did he know that Yue Xing trembled when he heard this, and turned from the image of an old and cunning fox into a hairless parrot. He shook his head and said with lingering fear: "Your master built it for you."

"My master?" Feng Changyin became frightened and touched Fa Mao's neck, "Why?"

Yue Xing was heartbroken: "How do I know!" He couldn't sleep all night last night and couldn't figure this out!

Zhuchen said: "Perhaps Master wants to be close to you. Life has been boring since coming to Chaowen, so I care about you. Why do you need to think so much?" Feng Buye also has the right to be lonely.

The two of them looked at her incomprehensibly.

Can Feng Buye's love be the same as that of ordinary people? Can ordinary people bear it?

Yue Xing said: "If you woke up in the middle of the night and saw your master standing beside your bed trying to cover you with a quilt, wouldn't you think too much about it?"

Zhuchen: "..." Let's just chat, why tell ghost stories?

Feng Changyin covered his chest and said in fear: "Fortunately, I slept deeply last night and didn't see anything."

"I saw everything, and my uncle even said a few words to me." Yue Xing's expression was stern and he analyzed blindly, "I saw that his eyes were clear and his description was clear. He didn't seem to be obsessed, but his behavior was really strange, maybe.

Something big happened."

The corner of Zhuchen's mouth twitched, feeling that they were both nervous, so he simply lowered his head and continued washing his bamboo pole. Halfway through washing, he realized that there was something strange about the thing on his hand, which he couldn't ignore.

She squinted her eyes and wondered, "Is this bamboo... sprouting?"

Yue Xing laughed dryly at the side: "Are you bamboo? You are a pole! Hahahaha..."

The ending sound was drawn out so long and dry by him that it even sounded very embarrassing. Zhuchen looked at him complicatedly: "Uncle Master, are you really okay?"

Yue Xing also felt that this was weird, so he wiped his face hard and said, "It's okay."

Zhuchen gently touched the bamboo joint to confirm that the bulge below was not a visual mistake on her part.

"I think it has really sprouted. It used to be smooth."

Feng Changyin: "But this bamboo pole has no roots or leaves!"

The junior brother then reached out and touched it, and then his eyes widened.

"Huh?"

Yue Xing became interested, stretched out his hand and said, "Let me take a look."

Zhuchen handed it to him. Yue Xing adjusted his posture and checked it up and down. The more he looked at it, the more suspicious his face became.

After careful study, Yue Xing said in a deep voice: "This bamboo must be dead."

Zhuchen: "I know that too."

Yue Xing: "But it seems to have sprouted again."

Zhuchen: "...I know."

Yue Xing thought hard and pondered: "The fire burned all night, and there was no trace of charcoal, but it burned out life..."

Zhuchen: Can you skip the question and tell the answer directly?

Yue Xing raised his head and asked, "Where are you from?"

"I got it by chance." Zhuchen threw the pot towards the omnipotent treasure land, "It was taken from the devil world!"

Yue Xing was not suspicious and nodded, but he still couldn't figure out the origin of the bamboo. He inserted the bamboo pole into the ground and forced a smile and said: "It has obviously been cut down, but it came back to life after being burned by fire."

, this bamboo is like a phoenix, it can reach Nirvana from the fire. Hahaha, it’s so interesting!”

The veins on Zhuchen's forehead jumped suddenly, and then the exploration in his eyes turned into surprise.

...Hey, don’t tell me, it’s not impossible!

I heard that the phoenix will not live unless it is a sycamore tree, and it will not eat anything but bamboo. The so-called bamboo food is the fruit left after the bamboo blooms. Inside are the seeds of the bamboo, which are rich in nutritional value.

No, of course she didn't mean to eat it.

Bamboo usually dies after it blooms, but it's not always possible to save it. There will be a bamboo emperor, who is burned by the Phoenix Fire when it comes back to its glory. Not only does it survive, but it also evolves into a natural treasure. Not many opportunities in the world are like this.

?

Otherwise, what could be the origin of an indestructible bamboo?

The junior brother remained expressionless and opened his mouth to say "oh".

Seeing that the two of them reacted indifferently, Yue Xing said awkwardly: "Isn't it funny?"

Zhuchen passed by him, took the bamboo back respectfully with both hands, put it in his arms and caressed it like a treasure. His expression and posture were the same as those sword madmen on Pu Fengshan treated their magic weapons.

Yue Xingqu flicked her forehead with his finger: "Nephew, what are you doing? If you touch it again, it will just be a pole!"

"It's not a pole!" Zhuchen corrected word by word, "It's an indestructible pole! Uncle Master, you have to respect it!"

A person may not have this pole in his whole life!

"Are you crazy too?" Yue Xing opened the fan and shook it, then said after a while, "But this bamboo is indeed extraordinary. If it can be made into a weapon, it might also be a treasure."

Zhuchen believed that mortal monks should not be able to refine it. After all, not even the Phoenix True Fire could refine it.

In fact, if you take a closer look, this bamboo is obviously too beautiful to look at - with such a crisp and tender color, such a bright shell, and such a fragrant smell, how can it be ordinary bamboo?

It turns out that someone else's phoenix came to see it, and it was the most impressive one. After all, she was blind to Mount Tai.

However, what is the enmity between this infrastructure system and Phoenix, and how can they take advantage of others?

Zhuchen immediately picked up the bamboo, found a place with good feng shui, inserted it into the ground, and waited for its small buds to grow. If it didn't grow, she would burn it with a fire. After all, she had never planted such a magical plant.

something.

I don’t know whether the flowers or leaves will bloom in the end.

Of course, she doesn't choose. As long as it can reproduce, it is a good bamboo.

She squatted in front of the bamboo pole with her face in her hands, showing a silly smile from time to time.

Yue Xing stood solemnly behind her, looking deeply at her back, and then glanced at Atu, who was also guarding in front of the farmland, and fell into deep thought.

Is this an infection or something? After all, Ah Tu is still guarding a piece of edible food. His nephew is probably terminally ill.

At this time, in the demon world, Ruoyou and Ruowu are busy running around.

The two of them still didn't dare to go to see it by themselves. After all, it was a town in the mortal world and there were countless monks in it.

So they went to find their vagabond friends who were also wandering in the demon world and invited them to go with them. When everyone heard about it, they all refused and advised them not to risk their lives just for a bite of food. It was not worth it.

The more grumpy person even mocked directly: "What's the use of having more people? When the demonic cultivator enters the mortal world, no matter how many people there are, they are just a ball of fish meat. Are you afraid that they don't have enough inner elixir, so you specially sent it to your door to make up for them?"

The two of them didn't think so. Feng Buye's Taoist practice was so profound. If he wanted to kill them, he could just snap his fingers that day, so why bother with them?

The truth is this, but I am not very courageous.

Finally, a demon cultivator nicknamed Whirlwind, who was known for his escape, agreed to their plea and was willing to come with them.

The three of them hurriedly went elsewhere to catch monsters, and caught three briquettes in one night. After knocking them unconscious, they tied them up with ropes and transported them to the edge of the devil's world.

After a while of tossing, it was almost time for the agreed meeting. The three demon cultivators and a group of fellow Taoists who wanted to watch the fun each hid in the dark and quietly observed.

After a while, the ground began to shake, and the chaotic and dense stamping sound approached from a distance, vast and powerful. However, the intuition they had developed over many years told them that there was not much danger to those who came.

Soon, the black chicks gradually appeared in the smoke and dust rising into the sky. They took the initiative to stop at the outside of the demon world, lined up in a crooked line, raised their heads and neighed, calling for passengers.

"So many black chicks!" Xuanfeng exclaimed in shock, "They're all hairless!"

Ruowuhan said: "It's hairy, but it's just a little short."

If someone is uneasy: "Why did you call so many people here? Just to escort the three of us?"

Xuanfeng nudged the person next to him with his elbow: "How much did you two promise each other? Do you really just want three black monsters?"

They didn't expect it to be such a battle. Ruowu hesitated and said, "Yeah, forget it, let's go out first."

These black chicks are very docile. While waiting aside, they patiently preened their feathers with their beaks. They did not run around or croak. When the three of them appeared, they looked at the leading chicken in unison.
To be continued...